A large group of people cheering and cheering aggressively surrounded Yang Ling and the others. Many of these people had blood-stained bandages on their heads and necks. They looked like veterans of hundreds of battles with a fierce look.
The tower-like black man shouted loudly, causing Zhang Hongying and Yang Ling to separate from each other. Zhang Hongying's pretty face suddenly turned red as she faced the gazes of so many people around her.
"Don't be afraid, it's okay."
Yang Ling thought that the wounded soldiers were making trouble, so he stepped forward and stood in front of Zhang Hongying. Wang Huzi and others also pulled the bolts of their guns with a clatter, and the black muzzles of the guns were pushed forward.
These wounded soldiers cried when they heard that their respected military doctor Zhang was bullied by an officer who did not know where he came from, and they immediately rushed over in anger.
After all, many of their lives were saved by Zhang Hongying. How could they endure an outsider bullying her?
These wounded soldiers were armed with sticks, and they formed a large, dark mass. Wang Huzi and his brothers from a platoon were also loaded with bullets. The two sides faced each other face to face, refusing to give in to each other, and the situation was suddenly tense.
"Let go of Doctor Zhang! Otherwise we won't be polite!"
One of the wounded soldiers shouted angrily and loudly, and the other wounded soldiers also started to make noises.
Not to be outdone, Wang Huzi shouted at the sky and the earth with his gun: "You all get the hell out of here! Dr. Zhang is our regimental deputy. Whoever dares to steal his wife from our regimental deputy, I, Wang Huzi, will be the first to refuse!"
After Wang Huzi finished shouting, Zhang Hongying, who was being protected behind, glanced at Yang Ling beside her, and a blush suddenly appeared on her face, which was extremely beautiful.
"What happened to them?" Yang Ling took Zhang Hongying's hand and asked in a low voice.
Zhang Hongying shook her head: "I don't know either, it must be a misunderstanding." Because she didn't know why these wounded soldiers suddenly rushed over.
Wang Huzi and the others had followed Yang Ling when they were in Nanjing. Naturally, they knew that Zhang Hongying was Yang Ling's man. Now someone actually wanted to steal the woman of their regimental deputy. How could they show weakness?
"Beard! You're still fucking alive-"
As soon as Wang Huzi finished shouting, the black man who looked like an iron tower squeezed out from among the wounded soldiers and greeted Wang Huzi excitedly.
Wang Beard heard a somewhat familiar voice, took a closer look, and was immediately happy. Isn't this the blacksmith, his old enemy?
"Blacksmith, you are so powerful now. How dare you hit the doctor Zhang's attention? Do you believe it or not that I have surprised you?" Wang Huzi cursed when he saw his old acquaintance.
The blacksmith saw Wang Beard, then stood up on tiptoes and saw Yang Ling who was being guarded behind him. He hurriedly explained: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, how dare I hit Dr. Zhang's attention? I heard that someone hit Dr. Zhang's attention."
, I’m here to chase people away.”
The wounded soldiers around him had long been mingling with the blacksmith in the hospital, and the monk who was also confused at this moment was confused.
"Brothers, put down your weapons. The flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple. One family does not know the other, they are all brothers." The blacksmith hurriedly asked the wounded soldiers holding sticks to put down their things.
Wang Huzi also waved, and the brothers also put away their guns.
"Who is making trouble! Don't you want to live anymore!?"
Just as the misunderstanding between the two parties was resolved and they were shaking hands to make peace, a group of heavily armed soldiers came around with cheers.
A lean revolutionary army lieutenant strode over with a dark face. He was the guard company commander of the field hospital. The director of the hospital also hurried over to check the situation.
Yang Ling didn't expect that her meeting with Zhang Hongying would cause such a big fuss, so she shook her head with a wry smile.
The wounded soldiers thought someone was causing trouble for Zhang Hongying and came to help, while Yang Ling and the others thought the wounded soldiers were causing trouble. As soon as the misunderstanding was resolved, the hospital security team came over.
Zhang Hongying hurriedly rushed over with a red face to explain the situation to the dean, while the excited blacksmith here saluted Yang Ling with his chest raised and his belly drawn back.
The blacksmith was seriously injured when he broke through the siege in Nanjing and was sent down with the wounded soldiers. Yang Ling was also very pleased to see the blacksmith now alive and kicking in front of him.
"Blacksmith, are you injured like this?" Yang Ling looked at the blacksmith who had become taller and stronger and asked with concern.
The blacksmith smiled and patted his chest and said: "After raising it for a few months, it's almost healed and can kill Japanese again!"
At first, Yang Ling was worried about whether the blacksmith could survive such a serious injury. Now that he saw that he was intact, Yang Ling was happy for him.
"Brothers, this is the Commander Yang I always tell you. He is a hero who fought against the Japanese and won the Blue Sky and White Sun Medal awarded by the Chairman!" The blacksmith also introduced Yang Ling to their group of wounded brothers.
"Hello, Chief Yang!" These wounded soldiers were all lucky enough to survive the blood and smoke, so they naturally knew the cruelty of the battlefield.
When the blacksmith had nothing to do in the hospital, he would talk about how Yang Ling led them to kill the Japanese. Yang Ling had become invisible in their minds. Now that they saw the real person, he was really majestic and full of admiration.
"Sir Yang, do you still know me?"
While Yang Ling was chatting with old brothers like the blacksmith and reminiscing about old times, the hospital's lean guard company commander also came over.
Yang Ling looked at the energetic lieutenant commander in front of him and thought for a long time before he remembered who he was: "Are you a monkey?"
"Sir Yang, do you still remember me?"
When the monkey saw that Yang Ling still remembered him as a soldier, he burst into tears with excitement.
When he followed Yang Ling to retreat from Shanghai, he was just an ordinary soldier, and Yang Ling was already the company commander at that time. After not seeing him for a long time, he still remembered him.
Yang Ling patted him on the shoulder and said: "We are all brothers who share life and death, how can we forget."
From Shanghai to Nanjing and then here, Yang Ling and the others experienced countless fierce and bloody battles. Countless brothers sacrificed their lives to fight for the national calamity, and the people around them changed one after another.
Many brothers who had just joined the army died before they could remember their names, but he still remembered these old brothers.
Yang Ling did not expect that when he came to the field hospital to recruit troops, he would meet so many familiar people. Seeing that they were still alive, and thinking of the countless brothers who had died in battle, he felt sad.
These brothers once lived and died together in the same trench. Although their circumstances are different now, when they recall those days of blood and fire, they are filled with emotion.
Yang Ling exchanged pleasantries with his brothers whom they had not seen for a long time. When Blacksmith and the others heard that Yang Ling was recruiting troops everywhere, they did not hesitate at all and decided to follow Yang Ling back to the army.
"I just heard from the dean that according to the regulations, you must return to your original army after you recover from your injuries. If you follow me, it will be difficult to handle if the superiors hold you accountable."
Yang Ling was also troubled by this matter. Although he wanted to get all the recovered brothers back, he was troubled by the regulations.
"Sir Yang, you don't have to worry. The higher-ups stipulate that returning to the original unit is also to worry about deserters after recovering from injuries. As long as the dean signs to release them, and you sign to take them away, it will be fine even if the higher-ups pursue them."
While Yang Ling was distressed, the hospital security company commander Hou Hou said with a smile.
Yang Ling didn't expect it to be so easy, so she immediately went to the dean to talk things over. This time with Zhang Hongying's support, the dean finally agreed to Yang Ling in principle.
"I agree to let them go, but it's your business whether they want to go with you or not. Then I can't help you."
Faced with this problem posed by the hospital director, Yang Ling naturally had a solution. Soon Wang Huzi followed Yang Ling's order and started shouting in the rest area of the wounded soldiers.
"For those who are willing to replenish the wounded and recovered in our army, our regimental deputy will be rewarded! Each lieutenant will receive fifty silver dollars, each non-commissioned officer will receive forty silver dollars, and each soldier will receive thirty silver dollars!"
When Wang Huzi shouted so loudly, those who had hesitated at first were immediately tempted. Under the leadership of the blacksmith and others, they began to sign up one after another, willing to follow Yang Ling.